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diddy da don - smoke lyrics

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[verse 1: diddy da don]
everybody want some smoke, everybody can get smoked
everybody want my lo’, let’s be for real, who gon’ score?
lot of n+ggas think this sh+t a game, that’s cool, ’cause i don’t
this n+gga beggin’ for the smoke, hit his block and shoot him first
this b+tch asked me for a purse, i just bought this b+tch a perc’
b+tch, get up and go to work, it’s 8 a.m., i’m out here lurkin’, n+gga
three+deep on a mission, i told bro+bro let’s go get him
you can’t stop the benches, once we on you, that’s the ending
everybody want some smoke, best believe they gon’ get it
pull up on ’em, make ’em feel it, send them b+tches through the kitchen
i’ve been livin’ good since i learned to keep my distance
you might live a lil’ longer if you learn to mind your business
i’ve been spinnin’ bad b+tches, i got some tweakers out here spinnin’
why the f+ck them n+ggas lackin’ knowin’ we certified demons?
i done seen it, n+ggas think this sh+t a game ’til they ain’t breathin’
you know me, real strategic, tryna boss up all my people, n+gga

[interlude: diddy da don & gmo stax]
this sh+t over still with me, n+gga
we ain’t lettin’ up, we ain’t lettin’ n+ggas breathe, n+gga
certified tweakers, gang members only
gmo
worry ’bout it, don’t worry ’bout it
n+gga, n+ggas better worry ’bout it, n+gga
gmo
[verse 2: gmo stax]
i wasn’t even sippin’, started drillin’, i’m like, “where the lean?”
all this sh+t a n+gga seen, yeah, it’s hard to go to sleep
told the labels come with m’s or i’ll get it out the streets
youngest n+ggas gettin’ money and handle all the beef
you can catch me in my hood on the a, i’m with diddy
last n+ggas got caught out of bounds died, b+tch, free milli
i don’t know ’bout other n+ggas, i get love in my city
i ain’t even gotta show it, n+ggas know i keep it with me
we gon’ get rich or die tryin’ like my n+gga 50
i ain’t new to the money, since a kid, i’ve been gettin’ it
wait ’til we get rich, we gon’ cop richards like they g+shocks
certified tweakers, we the reason why the streets hot

[outro]
we the reason why the streets hot
we the reason why he dead on a tee now



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